[ Noctis doesn't want to be loved out of a sense of duty, responsibility or obligation, and astrals know he's spent a lot of time trying to figure it out with Ignis, to parse the many, many complicated emotions coming into play when they got together, chief of which is the inherent power imbalance -- after all, Noctis is his charge and his prince, and that can't be easy at all.
He's coming to him to help him button up his shirt, a small smile tugging at the side of his mouth. It's not often he manages to see him embarrassed, and he thinks back on how Noctis had had nursed a crush on him since he had been little, and it hadn't gone away, worsening as he grew. ]
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[ Noctis doesn't want to be loved out of a sense of duty, responsibility or obligation, and astrals know he's spent a lot of time trying to figure it out with Ignis, to parse the many, many complicated emotions coming into play when they got together, chief of which is the inherent power imbalance -- after all, Noctis is his charge and his prince, and that can't be easy at all.
He's coming to him to help him button up his shirt, a small smile tugging at the side of his mouth. It's not often he manages to see him embarrassed, and he thinks back on how Noctis had had nursed a crush on him since he had been little, and it hadn't gone away, worsening as he grew. ]